Qu'est-ce qu'on attend pour être heureux?
What are you waiting for in order to be happy?
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Category Archives: Nature
How to grow a rainforest
Decades of desolation
A moonscape remains
Drilling to heart of earth
Taking all man claims
Terror evacuates
Landscape starts to breathe
The mark of devastation
Healed by tiny seeds
Conditions just right
Warm humidity of desire
Moisture of overflowing tears
Still silence of time
Ticking by...
Nature is mother, sister
Lover, daughter-child
Harbouring life's wonders
For all hearts grown wild
Wild love
How does one commune
With one who is loved
When there is no 'us'
Surely, the trees agree
To touching leaves
While twit, thrush and sparrow
Alight Cupid's arrow
Marsupials stare longingly
While chewing on yearnings
A copperhead rises high
To consider taste of thigh
How would one know
Which love is delight
Without venturing wild
Avoiding its bite!
Let go
I always knew
Deep down
The moment I let go
You'd come around
Mind games
Does the universe have a mind
To cast these stars into the sky
To throw planets in the mix
A kaleidescope of astral pictures
Is the blackness a dark canvas
For the art of some collosal giant
Hiding in dust columns
Diving through black holes
Does it orchestrate our lives?
Is serendipity a sketch comedy?
For all the hundreds of opportunities
To meet you eye to eye
A tragic romantic comedy
Stimied by titan in the sky
Not by you, or I?
The Lost Years
Years I have dwelt
Under earth
Tread over head
Magnetic anomaly
Compass bearing bend
Nights I have glowed
Channelling fury
Fire of echoes
Into soft light
For lantern show
Days I have lain
Wounded in pain
Watching seasons stroll by
Blossoms, fruit and leaves
Butterly arms surround
To soften, to sleep
Till axis shifts away
Leaning toward you
I am compass
I am moth
I am fruit
Sleep finds me now
Wishing and wanting
Dreams evade
The breadth of years
Laid waste
Gentle light
Dawn on the day
I gave birth
To a gentle giant
Kind and humble
Keen and bright
Softly tread
Along clifflines
Sprouting heads
Bowed politely
Herald new life
The glacial pace of love
It's not a 'thing' anymore
It just is
It floats in space completely unnoticed
No one is looking for it anymore.
No lover, husband, well meaning friend
With satellites to detect
Any kind of force of attraction or affection
Even a glint worth something
This is what it is to have peace - a vacuum in space
A bubble where I breathe, alone
No one else to use up oxygen
Survival mode
Meanwhile, I float
Beneath the image of Mother of the dawn of the universe
Puff and clouds of dust swirl and evaporate in her wake.
I float in beautiful debris lit up by the faraway sun.
Fast-melting the glacier that was once my world.
Likro dror
When you let go - that little bird
Into the wild, unrelenting sky
One must be willing to never see her again
To be free means no burden of expectation
They say, there are other birds in the sky
The blackened birds that awaken me each morn
Alight upon suburban fenceline
Sing their well-known song
There is no one like the one you so loved
Love tended and fed, doted upon
The one who recognised your voice as you arrived
Felt the silence once gone
Until the caged perch to which it clung
Felt nothing like love at all
Castaways
Reminiscent rising sun
Resplendent moon
Vast world undersea
Forest songs swoon
Affectatious orchid tongue
Pungent earth
Fungi throne
Faeries peeping through
What can one do?
When one love elevated
As a mountain peak high
Eyes clear blue sky
Hungry for taste
Salt licked face
Ocean spray
Ride her wave
Never to reach shores
Castaways
